"Are you okay?

"Ugh... it's okay..."

"You don't have to. Though it must have been powerful enough to crush the boundaries here."

The mock battle in the mini arena came down the curtain with my complete defeat, and I was put to bed in a break space.

Amber's attack is a "beating" as declared by him, and he can't remember mastery without considerably improving his "bareback fighting" skills... Apparently.

As a result, although only one HP remained, I was forced to lick the dirt again because I was shot through by a stronger impact than the car hit me.

It feels like you've been shaken up all over your body. Very tough.

It's just like a fucked-up car sickness because I don't have pain though.

I don't think it will take long to recover.

"Skna, I don't think your methods of warfare and Bareback Martial Arts skills are compatible."

"Huh?

Amber roughly cut out the story as he fluttered his head to wake up drunk.

Tilting her neck to what Amber says, she continues her words in a relaxed manner.

"I also watched yesterday's battle with a human girl, but basically you tend to fight in a way that stacks a blow when attacking your opponent in character. It's never a mistake, but it's going to be significantly less effective for someone with playback skills and abilities, and someone who's purely hard and dull, like me."

As just now, and given an example, I recall being extensively regenerated for the damage of the attack that I tried so hard to hit.

It's something that comes to my mind when I find the attack to be pointless. Not if that's what you hit so hard.

"They were bad, because I'm sure. Red Wolf, that girl, True Dragon, and me. They're all opponents of too much load for you right now.... but you sent down the Red Wolf and inherited its power. Do you know why you won?

"Hmmm... I didn't attack you, I guess"

Asked about the winning cause of the Red Wolf, I tried to give it a reason to think.

Thorough counter tactics. At the end of the day, except for the only throw I let go, I never made an attack from myself then.

"I guess so. I didn't see the battle against the Red Wolf, but I figured I'd try it today.... Skna, you have too good an eye"

"Eyes?"

"You are, Skna. As soon as they look familiar, they lose consciousness of evasion when they may eat a little attack. That trend is particularly pronounced among people."

I never thought deeply about it, but there was no deniable element in what Amber said.

Even in Lowe's time, I'm attacking. Though you have a far higher level than me, there may have been occasions where you could have stepped in if you weren't afraid of the damage.

There is a difference in level, there is a difference in agility, there is a difference in muscle strength, there is a difference in handheld skills, and there is a difference in experience.

In the fight against Lowe, I rely cheaply on "The Hungry Wolf" as a means of burying it.

"The essence of" Bare Hand Fighting "is a series of strikes that let you cut meat but knock it in. If you're going to be a hit-and-away, that's what you should be armed with. The power of a single shot is definitely higher up there."

"Hmmm..."

"Well, in my view, you'd be the countertype in the first place, so I don't even think a hit-and-away would suit you,"

If you think about fighting Aria, who mentioned Big Venus, you can honestly nod if she tells you she's a counter type.

Even in the fight against Rowe, if we concentrated on everything we could have won just the counter. If I hadn't been greedy and forced to go to the counter earlier, I'd have figured out Amber's aim was seismic legs, or I could have taken measures just before.

Even if I'd been recovering from regeneration for a long time, it's not like I wanted to defeat Amber.

In the end, it would mean I misjudged in a hurry.

Though I've been using it for about two days, if you ask me if I have an attachment to my "bareback fighting" skills, I don't.

"I have good eyes, excellent surveys and reflections, and some bodies move freely as I imagine. After that, if you make predictions from experience, and you have the means to respond to the universe, you can only have one grip at being attacked."

"A grip, for example?

"Someone who can use ultra-wide destruction magic."

"Hih..."

I knew there was such a thing.

The truth magic that Apocalypse has struck is different, he said, but even that tenth of the magic is deadly to us ghosts.

I'm not sure about the damage determination, but I guess it's going to be even more of a fight against magic, including magic like the spear of super fast light.

"When it comes to magic, you can take measures like I do, or you can crush it before it's activated. Besides, the Haunted Dance Ceremony can also be used as a magical countermeasure. I've never been more careful with magic with or without measures."

"The Dance of the Mirror..." I wonder how much more muscle strength I can remember. "

"hehe, what do you think"

Amber just smiled and didn't even tell me when he would remember or what effect it would have.

Water mirror dance, crying (kikoko) dance, and baby dance. They tell me the names of the three remaining moulds, but I have no idea what they are.

Just like the dance of the brakes, and the dance of the blades, it seems to be a self-reinforcing skill.

"If you keep fighting, you'll get more bills, and if you gain experience, you'll gain judgment. I know you have predictions, but I can use my muscle strength instead of other stats because I've accumulated decades of experience and training."

Put your hands on my head with Pong, Amber comes with a merciful look on his face.

It's kind of itchy, but the heat coming from Amber's big hand feels good.

"Don't be in a hurry because you have promises to me and promises to God. You have to be strong. Even I'm still young, and the gods are sealed for hundreds of years, so I won't hit the bees if I make them wait a little longer."

That, oddly enough, was the same thing alcohol swallowing was saying.

He said alcohol swallowing was "Amber should know too," but the two ghosts were in agreement enough to actually want to say that they were connected behind it.

I don't know how long it will take to reach their realm.

But they're not going to rush me.

Then you can have fun on your own.

"Besides, it doesn't make sense if you're the only one who's stronger. We have a lot of company to make our wishes come true. That's why I'm going back inside the ghost once. Looks like some of your people have already arrived, and I'm going to ask them to help me again."

"Yeah, they were all good people."

Players interacted yesterday on a dedicated Ghostly Bulletin Board. As wasteful as it was that I had not looked into it before, they gave me all sorts of information.

Well, I think he was more like a chat than a bulletin board... because he's not anonymous, maybe he doesn't have a choice.

"Ah... with that said, what kind of move is Amber's final ceremony?

A paragraph of the story reminded me of Amber's Special Attack, which I talked to Fuji about drinking.

"Surprised, where did you get that... No, I guess God"

Amber didn't think he was going to wave a final story from me, solidified with a slightly surprised look before getting out of stiffness as he was convinced.

"Before I got here, we talked a little bit."

"... it's like ridiculing the goal I've been striving for in my life."

"Eh heh."

What Amber said was too true and I had to laugh and delude myself.

"The final ceremony of the ghost dance is right. It's the depths of a ghost dance that's expressed at the same time as the Fifth Ceremony. The name of the dance comes to bear the name of the dancer without exception, and I don't know what the moves are until they are expressed. They just say it's a mirror that captures the life of a dancer."

"And in the case of Amber, does that mean" Amber Dance "?

"Right. And by the way, my final ceremony is a special blow."

"Oh... right"

It would be the most suitable depths in a sense for a full muscle swing amber.

I guess that's where her two names come from: Breaking Castle.

"I'll show you another time. You don't know what's gonna happen if I hit you right now."

"Right. I think that's a good idea."

As a living eater of Amber's attacks, I'm only chilly with a level of super myasthenic Obake's Special Attack that normally smashes everything with just a beating.

At least the mini arena will disappear, and if you suck, Trillia sucks. How many people are involved and dying...... oh scary.

"Oh, yeah. I have a message from the gods."

"What?"

I remember leaving a message from a drunken swallow, although I was blowing up a lot because of the sudden simulation.

I dare to call you god here because I can't call out the name of drunken swallowing in boulders in front of amber.

He said, "I look forward to seeing you."

After conveying that word, Amber completely stopped thinking.

Amber, you're surprisingly vulnerable to unexpected events.

The thawed amber stroked my head at the end and left the mini arena without telling me anything.

My face was so red, and my expression collapsed so sloppily... maybe I was so happy that I couldn't speak.

After saving my sneak screenshot, I sat on the edge of the bed trying to correct my still subtly shaky vision, wondering if that was a fan-like reaction to Idol himself.